[i]MJ playfully barked back at Aiyanna when his nose was licked, the wolf gently headbutting the hellhound a second time, his own tail wagging at the speed of light. He barked again, returning the lick with joyous intent.[/i] "I think I must've fuсked something up in his throat when I shot him in it... He didn't heal nor did he spit, or belch, or breathe. Honestly, if I hadn't taken out his healing, things [i]might[/i] have gone differently..." [i]With the permission to keep the body, Jason "sheathed" the grip of his plasma-saber at his lower back after deactivating it. He used his left index finger to tap away on a small display on his right forearm, and soon... a ship jumped into view with a crack like lightning. It was designed surprisingly box-like, lengthy and rectangular with a pointed nose and four large wings, huge engines attached to all of them. A blue grid-esque field seemed to scan Maru's corpse, starting to break it down and simultaneously rebuild it at a molecular level, "teleporting" the body into the cargo bay, probably. Soon, nothing but the blood that splattered the ground remained, the dragon's while corpse just beamed up into the ship, which vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, another crack ringing through the sky.[/i] "There we go..."